from The Huffington Post:

James Brown triumphed because he had unequalled energy and an uncanny genius for fully unleashing the rhythmic power of music.

I had the pleasure of seeing/hearing James Brown live in Las Vegas in 1995.  The band wore navy tuxedos with orange tie/cummerbund combos.  They looked like total Vegas cheese, and they sounded like the funkiest most powerful force ever.  It was impossible not to move your body when the music played.  To co-opt a line from Duck Dunn, that band was bad enough to turn goat piss into gasoline, and all of that badness emanated from James Brown.  I’m glad I didn’t miss my one opportunity to experience JB live.

Don’t pass up a chance to hear a master, we never know if there will be another one.